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“Do you know why they kept you an long and not the others?” That question has me panicked and I think Thane can probably see my alarms. Do I tell him? Do I tell him I am the reason my entire family is dead? 11 is my fault my family was laughtered in front of me. My first shift ruined my entire tide stare in his green eye while he stares back waiting.
If I trust him with this sectel, it could destroy his entire pack, the they could sell me off to someone else. They could kill me just like my family. I don’t think I can do this. My eyes dart back and festh across his hambome fare, attempting to find a way out of answering this question.
“Do you know and net want me to know battle woll?” I shake my head “,” and look down at my hands full of shame.
“Then don’t tell me now. Tell me later when you trust me more.“. He caluly tells. cand reaches out to ruh his thumb over my hand. I look up at him and realize I do trust him a little, although I find myself still in denial, waiting for the rug to be pulled out from under me.
“Is there anything you would like me to know Ayla?” is there? I’m not sure what to say but find myself writing “I can’t cry” drown on
“You can’t cry little wolf? Do you mean that you want to cry, but can’t? Why can’t you cry? I take a moment to write my answer down for him, not sure how he will feel about it, but I feel like he should know for some reason,
“The warden likes it when I scream and cry, so I stopped doing both. It was the only thing I had control over.” He trade back to me and looks at me with sadness. His eyes intermittently flashing gold, telling me Ronan isn’t happy with what he read-
“Any shifter that needs to bring pain and suffering on someone to get off doesn’t deserve his wulf and needs to be put down. I promise you Agla, I will kill the warden in my prison and any other shifter that caused you pain and suffering. You will cry again, but next time you do, it will be because you want to, and you will be happy when you do it.”
I see he is sincere, but I ignore his promise. Promises aren’t real to me, regardless of who makes them. He doesn’t grasp the depth of my constant struggle with hopelessness.
“Little wolf, would it be alright if I ate supper with you in here tonight? You can write down any questions you have for me about myself, or the pack and I can try my best to answer them for you” He asks me with vulnerability he may not show others in his eyes.
The question makes me slightly nervous, but eager. I nod my head “yes.”
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“Great. I will be back later tonight, let’s say 77 I will have some food sent up and we can just eat and talk about anything that comes up or questions you may have.” He stands up and i do as well. I only come up to his sternum,
I look up and I see that he is already smiling down at me. I smile slightly and lower my head as I begin to blush. Thane leans down with his mouth next to
year and whispers, “You can look down all you want little woll, but I know you’re blushing for me.”
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I immediately darted my eyes up to him, turning redder which caused him to laugh and show me his dimples. “Don’t worry Ettle wolf, as white as your skin is it would be rather difficult to hide your blush. I also enjoy seeing it.” He quickly clears his throat.
“I mean, in the sense that if you are blushing, then you aren’t upset, and you not upset makes me happy. I should be going. I will be back later.”
watch him leave my room and I sit back on the couch. I have a few hours to think of anything I want to ask him Do I have anything to ask him? This whole situation is overwhelming. I’m staring at the wall, thoughts flowing through one after another when it suddenly hits me. I have been safe all day. I have been free and safe all day. No abuse, no cage, no putrid smells and no disgusting alphas. Free. I let out a breathy laugh. I can’t hear it, but I know it’s there. Maybe someday I will speak again. At this point, I have gone so long without, I think the sound of my own voice would startle me.
A few hours go by of me doing nothing. Thinking, drguing internally about staying vs going. Being trapped in my mind is exhausting. I changed into sleep pants and a tank top. Hopefully Thane doesn’t mind my attire for supper, but my body has years of sleep to catch up on and it feels like the revelation that I haver been safe all day has switched something inside of me causing me to become excessively tired. Almost like my body knows that it doesn’t need to be on high alert right now.
I heard a knock on the door and realized Thane is here with our supper. I unlock the door, and I am greeted with that dimpled smile and those green eyes. His earthy pine smell is invading my senses/ and 1 immediately feel more peaceful. I believe he truly is a good alpha and my shifter senses, although not in full force currently sense it about him.
“I brought our food, may I come in? He asks, although for no reason. He is the alpha and can do whatever he wants, but I smile and step aside anyway. He
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Carries it over to the small faland and it smells delicious.
1 didn’t know how your stomach was feeling, so I just brought some baked potato soup, homemade bread and a chocolate cake for dessert having cake causes my eyes to go wide and for him to chuckle.
‘I take it you like chocolate?” he asks, and I quickly nod my head “yes.”
“Me too. Don’t tell anyone though, I don’t need my shifters thinking their alphes slugs around all day stuffing his face on chocolate. Also, I keep candy in my desk back in the office. He gives me a huge thin which causes nie to smile back.
Thane begins dishing up my food and I take a seat next to him at the island. I wait for him to begin eating; however, he is waiting for me to do the same. He smiles and states “Eat,” and that’s all I need to hear before I dig in cake first causing him to laugh dramatically.
The soup smells great, but this omega needs her cake. Thane slides his cake over to me. I stop eating and glance over at him and he is smiling at me sweetly. “Here, take mine. I know where it is kept. Don’t tell Monica though. If the kitchen finds out I sneak their cake, I will catch a rolling pin upside the head.” I do take it, and I plan on starting it when I am finished with mine,
“Ayla, would you like to tell me about your family?” I look at him apprehensively, but I take my notepad and begin writing and when I am through, I path it over to him and he begins to read it out loud to me.
“I come from a small family. One younger sister, mother and father. All were murdered when I was kidnapped. They killed them in front of me. All except my dad, but the warden told me he killed him and burnt down our home.” I carefully chose my words, hoping to get away with not giving out too much information.
“Had you shifted prior to your kidnapping? You would have been 14, correct?” I nodded my head “yes,” and wrote “one time” on the note pad now resting on the island between us. He leans in towards me to read it and looks at me with a little sadness and a tight smile that doesn’t meet his eyes.
“I hope you can tell me more about them sometime. Can I ask why you don’t want to return to your old pack?” I look at him apprehensively, but then I answer him on the notepad. They are all gone in the fire? A whole pack wiped out? Are you sure?” He reads and I nodded my head “yes” I didn’t see the annihilation of my pack, but the warden made sure to tell me about it in length. He starts to ask another question, but we are interrupted by a knock on my door.
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I believe they just told her that they all died. Now, wouldn’t it be something if they were still alive?
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